Word: rest
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Horizontal Cleavage. Ah, yes, but does the rest of the world? If not, a woman can get the news out in any number of ways. There is body jewelry -breastplates made of metal or leather, or vests put together from chains of plastic or pearls. Or the see-through blouse, with a bra of the same fabric but lined (and therefore opaque) to keep the blouse a blurb instead of the advertisement it becomes when worn over nothing. Then there are see-through pants (under them, a matching opaque bikini bottom) and cleavage: vertical in skirts slit...
...crossing lacked the panache of the past, but it laid to rest doubts of the ship's seaworthiness (TIME, Jan. 10). The sleek vessel cut through choppy seas without so much as a tinkle of ice cubes in highball glasses. Computers charted a flawless course, and satellites monitored her position. "I'm sorry I have nothing dramatic to tell you," said the ship's master, Captain William Warwick, a former relief captain for both the Queen Mary and the first Queen Elizabeth. "But what's there to say when everything goes so well...
...wing of the S.D.S. A leader of the demonstrators reports that when a judge issued arrest warrants against the students under the injunction, they were seized with "a general sense of panic." They feared that defying the court could result in police records that might plague them for the rest of their lives. Most of the students hastily withdrew, shielding their faces from photographers...
...asked the audience to "bear with me while I falter and stumble at times," then talked his way into the lead item. Like most of the rest of the 60-minute program, it was about his arrival at KTLA. He ran footage of tributes from HEW Secretary Robert Finch, Senator George Murphy ("Tom is the only real threat to John Wayne") and Mayor Sam Yorty ("We didn't want to lose him") He traded compliments with KTLA Sportscaster Tom Harmon...
...Named Sloopy. He wandered through a set that seemed to have been plucked from a haunted harbor on San Francisco Bay. If the fog spewing out of the NBC special-effects machine looked at times as if it were going to swallow McKuen alive, at least the audience could rest assured that he would go down rasping out a song with lyrics that said something...